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Blarney's Tablet: grasp
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Sunday, September 18, 2011. Will i ever fully grasp. Why you do the things you do? Does this even matter? Your actions- all pure and true. Knowing you could be struck down;. The risk of being smashed apart or turned away. The conscious refusal to let anything sway you in the end. Incites me to rebuild my ways. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 6) August: “If you’re not prepared to be wrong, you’ll never come up with anything original.” - Sir Ken Robinson (TEDtalks). 2) April: I never told you this, but.
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Blarney's Tablet: November 2011
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Tuesday, November 29, 2011. Since when have they taken a backseat. How long have i been pointing fingers. And when will i finally be awake? What is it that causes me to move so quickly- so fast. And yet be stuck here, in the same exact place. Underlying reasons i've thought were so difficult to find. All along have been right in front of my face. Tuesday, November 1, 2011. Quite the opposite -. It's the floor crumbling beneath my feet kind of panic. My emotions are straining. I'm borderline floating,.
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Blarney's Tablet: December 2011
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Saturday, December 10, 2011. The Golden White Chariot. His chariot shined and glided around the bend as his memory followed slowly behind. December's bitter cold couldn't hold down smiles as the vessel came to a standstill and his next of kin surrounded it. Saturday's black night had reverberated stories of laughter and also pierced chests that had been burdened by grief. His spirit had passed and the fellow charioteers assembled in a gesture of remembrance. Sunday, December 4, 2011. Moments like these,.
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Blarney's Tablet: left-justified
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Friday, September 30, 2011. You felt so right, so i left…. 427 miles until i reached your pillow case. And even though i sat cozy in the driver's seat of a chevy. You felt like a leap of faith. See, i was never the type to see distance and be attracted. My idea of romance existed within a 50 mile radius. But the moment we kissed, i realized what inspired Thomas Edison. You electrocute every nerve in my nervous system that that nervous feeling is non-existent,. So when we hug, it's just natural. Your fiji...
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Blarney's Tablet: August 2012
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012. Steps i've taken backward. Reveal holes in the vision-. Blind spots that have yet to be seen. My feet fit nicely in the imprints. A stenciled outline of each foot. Suggesting that is where they should remain. It's no surprise. upon a moment of clear mind. Doubled the distance i needed to walk. Getting nowhere swiftly, i realize. Aren't there more places to go. Things i wanted to see? When it's actually simple. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). 2) April: I never told you this, but.
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Blarney's Tablet: Ending October (freewrite)
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Tuesday, November 1, 2011. There's really no level of honesty that can sincerely take me to a place that can fully express what this feels like. I don't think it has anything to do with truthfulness, honesty, sincerity, or any of those things that are often lacking when it comes to feeling this way -. Quite the opposite -. It's the floor crumbling beneath my feet kind of panic. My emotions are straining. Itching for a place to catch my footing. A spot where I can stop falling. I'm borderline floating,.
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Blarney's Tablet: The Golden White Chariot.
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Saturday, December 10, 2011. The Golden White Chariot. His chariot shined and glided around the bend as his memory followed slowly behind. December's bitter cold couldn't hold down smiles as the vessel came to a standstill and his next of kin surrounded it. Saturday's black night had reverberated stories of laughter and also pierced chests that had been burdened by grief. His spirit had passed and the fellow charioteers assembled in a gesture of remembrance. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 4) June: "...
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Blarney's Tablet: August 2011
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011. As i lie while falling asleep tonight. I wonder and think. The trail i follow. The choices i make. The experiences of others,. Wherein i try to relate. They flock together to cause me to ponder. What is my fate? I try to never look back,. But in the moment i found i dared, and did. Waves crashing on the shore,. Fire blazing from glowing firewood. While me and loved ones sat together-. Toasting marshmallows and s'mores. Another question, to myself i ask,. I peacefully realize,.
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Blarney's Tablet: unfinished Sept. freewrite
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Thursday, September 22, 2011. Unfinished Sept. freewrite. It's already revealed itself. To be so much more than just "worth it". Like i'm giving meaning to mean so much more. And more than anything,. Enhanced beyond any imagined possibilities. I find myself leaning on figures of speech. Itching for natural progressions. To reveal what has already become so obvious,. Even to the oblivious,. That this is so much more than just the ordinary. The regular and the expected. And to live better. 6) August: ̶...
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Blarney's Tablet: September 2011
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Friday, September 30, 2011. You felt so right, so i left…. 427 miles until i reached your pillow case. And even though i sat cozy in the driver's seat of a chevy. You felt like a leap of faith. See, i was never the type to see distance and be attracted. My idea of romance existed within a 50 mile radius. But the moment we kissed, i realized what inspired Thomas Edison. You electrocute every nerve in my nervous system that that nervous feeling is non-existent,. So when we hug, it's just natural. Your fiji...
